THE VOICE OF THE MAPUCHE
One People, One Nation, Undivided by the Andes
Pen wedake pinu purumeken wente ngenochi ko
"I see uniforms in the crowd,
and a flag flying over my grandmother’s corpse.
I see armies of pine trees dancing over what remains of the stream,
and armored trucks blowing dust on Kai Kai’s dreams ..."
Poem by Leonel Lienlaf
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